The Dead Asylum
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Last published Thu, Oct 10, 2013
Sure. Yeah. You read the title of this and thought, an asylum full of dead people. right? haha nope.
This is where all the numb ones go.
The people who don't show their emotions. The regular ones. This is the universe where the crazy get to be in the world, and everyone else, the normal ones, get locked up.
I am Aonaira Blackhart. This is my story.
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